shock!The eldest daughter, she tore up the script of the wealthy cannon fodder

Changqing noticed her sudden look, and his gaze shifted to the winding mountains.

"Miss Jiang is more stable than her peers. Female donors like you rarely have such a look on their face."

He can tell.

She was not looking at the scenery, but at the vast sea behind the scenery.

Even a Taoist like him rarely realizes this way. She is clearly in her prime, but she has a sudden sense of vicissitudes of life.

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, regained his thoughts, and smiled.

"Maybe it's because I read a lot of books and happen to know some occult arts. I know more than my peers."

Changqing nodded, did not continue to ask, and turned to look at the fine snow falling outside.

After watching for a while, Jiang Li suddenly said, "Can I ask the Taoist Priest a question?"

"Donor, please tell me."

"You are very knowledgeable. Do you know what would happen if a person's numerology suddenly breaks down and goes to a different extreme than the original one?"

In Su Yinwan's case, she read many ancient books but couldn't find any answer.

Now I happened to come to this Taoist temple and met a Taoist priest with good Taoism. Maybe he can give me the answer I want.

Changqing frowned and thought for a while.

"The hexagrams are artificial, and a person's life trajectory is generally determined. Usually people do not have extraordinary luck and ability, so the possibility of reversing their destiny is very small, but it is not impossible."

"Some extremely powerful magic circles can be used, or..." Changqing took a deep look at Jiang Li, "This person is no longer the same person."

Jiang Li was startled.

Yes.

Why didn't she think of this?

Her numerology has also undergone earth-shaking changes, isn't it just because her soul is no longer the same?

Maybe Su Yinwan’s too?

But why did she take a completely different path from the one in the book?

"Then" Jiang Li asked back, "has the little Taoist priest encountered the following situation?"

"Maybe." Chang Qing said, "But Pindao grew up in the temple since he was a child. He rarely goes down the mountain and has little opportunity to practice. If the donor has any problems, maybe Pindao's master can help you solve your doubts."

"You mean Taoist Master Shuiyun?"

Before coming here, she had often heard He Yun mention this Taoist Shuiyun.

In order to rest, he chose several Taoist temples to compare.

This Taoist temple was originally the one he least wanted to consider because it was too remote and dilapidated.

But the moment he climbed the mountain and saw Taoist Master Shuiyun, he was shocked by his temperament.

The description of "Xianfeng Daogu" is not an exaggeration at all.

And the other party's conversation was of high quality, which made him very comfortable. In addition, the environment here was not bad, and no fans would know about it and disturb him, so he finally decided on this place.

She had been interested in Taoist Priest Shuiyun before, so it would be best if she had the chance to meet him now.

"But it's a pity." Changqing shook his head gently, "Master just retreated in seclusion two days ago. I'm afraid it's not suitable to see guests today."

Jiang Li was somewhat disappointed, but still smiled and said:

"It doesn't matter, we will meet if we are destined."

Changqing glanced at her, his eyes darkening a little.

The two of them walked around the back mountain for a while. Jiang Li basically understood the situation of this Taoist temple and became a little curious.

"Principal Changqing, I see that the spiritual power of the founder of your temple is quite strong. You practice so well and the surrounding scenery is beautiful. How come there are not many people coming?"

She noticed it when she came in.

Most of the golden statues of the Patriarch placed in the hall have fallen off, and the eaves are also in danger, barely sheltering from the wind and cold.

It can be seen that the incense in their temple is not strong.

Changqing let out a long sigh.

"Singing incense is also a business. As Miss Jiang has seen, the business of our Shuiyun Temple is not very good." "Grandpa Grandpa Ling is a spirit, but Shuiyun Mountain is located in a remote location and not many people know about it. In addition, there are several large temples in the capital. The incense is always strong, but we don’t have many people here.”

Jiang Li said: "Then haven't you ever thought about publicity?"

"I have tried it. Junior Brother Changsong and I have gone down the mountain many times this year, but we have made little progress. The number of people who came here is not as large as the number of people who followed you here today, Miss Jiang."

Jiang Li nodded, looking at this feng shui place full of spiritual power, he couldn't help but feel pity.

Changqing took her around the Taoist temple again, and then invited her to eat vegetarian food.

The dishes inside are all made from wild vegetables native to the Taoist temple, which are fresh and delicious.

But Jiang Yan couldn't get used to such bland food and complained several times.

Jiang Li glanced at him while holding the bowl and chopsticks, and said calmly: "Jiang Yan, Grandmaster, you should be careful what you say when you step on your feet, otherwise -"

"hiss--"

Before Jiang Li finished speaking, Jiang Yan bit his tongue.

The extremely heavy kind.

The smell of blood immediately spread in his mouth, and he jumped up and down in the room in pain.

Several people around the table ate their meals in silence.

Jiang Yan became much quieter after that. Not only did he finish all the food, he even bowed devoutly twice after eating.

The snow stopped in the afternoon.

I was surprised to see some pilgrims coming inside the temple.

Jiang Li also finished shopping and took Ji Yanbai back.

After Changqing saw off the people, he went back and saw Changsong walking happily.

"Senior brother, there were many pilgrims here at noon, more than we had in the previous days combined. This benefactor Jiang is really our lucky star."

Changqing smiled meaningfully, said nothing, lifted up his robe and stepped into the temple.

"Isn't Changrong up yet?"

"No, senior brother, it's not like you don't know that as soon as the master goes into retreat, that kid starts to be lazy. He didn't even get out of bed for the past two days and kept feeling cold until noon."

Changqing frowned and was about to go to Changrong's room to scold him when he saw him rubbing his eyes and opening the door and coming out.

"Senior brother," the little guy said in a sticky voice, "It's very noisy in the temple today. Is there anyone here? Have you received the incense money? Can you install an air conditioner in my room?"

Changsong laughed twice and said, "Junior brother Changrong, there are many pilgrims in the temple today, and there is a female donor who donated 100,000 incense money!"

Chang Rong's eyes opened in a snap.

His eyes were originally big and watery, but now they were as wide as copper bells.

"One hundred thousand incense money?!" He rushed to Changqing again with a "swish", "Then can all the rooms in our temple be equipped with air conditioners?!"

Changqing lifted Fuchen and knocked his head gently, and Shi Shiran walked forward.

"Don't think about it, that money is reserved for the grandpa to build a golden body."

"Ah?!" Changrong chased after him in disappointment.

"Then can't you just install air conditioning in my room? You and Master can both go and sleep."

Chang Qing refuses to eat anything soft or hard, "So you have done too little homework. If you work more, you can be like me and master who are not afraid of cold or heat."

Chang Rong was speechless, standing on the corridor with his mouth open and silent.

Changqing waved to him, "Come and have a meal."

Changrong: "Humph."

Changqing took a few steps back, his expression somewhat profound.

"Do you know who the female donor who donated the incense money is?" (End of Chapter)